Bai Juyi Yongchongli Guanju has a mid-summer climate, and the summer heat has stopped since then. On a windy and rainy day, cicadas chirp at dusk. The lanes in Yongchongli are quiet, and the courtyard in Huayang is secluded. There are no cars everywhere, and the ground is covered with locust trees and autumn flowers. Time flies by, and things in the world take their time. Why wait until you grow old and realize the rest of your life? How can the truth be hidden for a long time? The ultimate path is found in the underworld. Although the body lives in the world, the mind wanders with nothingness. Vegetarian food is available in the morning, and cloth and fur are provided in the cold night. Being spared the cold and discouragement, what else could I ask for? Although he has few desires, he rarely gets sick, and he is happy and has no worries. How can I clarify my will? The Book of Changes is at the bedside.

Du Fu The Mad Man There is a thatched cottage west of Wanli Bridge, and the water of Baihuatan is Canglang. The wind carries green Xiaojuan and is quiet, and the raindrops are red and fragrant. The rich fortune and old friends' letters are cut off, and the childish look of constant hunger is desolate. If you want to fill the gully, you can only let it go. The man who laughs at himself gets madder as he gets older.